Garnak slashed at Weavel's head, but the cyborg leapt back and attempting to thrust his blade into Garnak's torso. The Gorast warrior sidestepped and went for a sweep kick. Weavel jumped over the attack and slashed down when he landed, aiming to split his opponent in half. Garnak blocked the attack his beam sword, creating a loud hiss.
"You're not too bad," Weavel commented as he pressed down on Garnak's blade. "But that's not going to be good enough!" He lifted his wrist blade, catching the Gorast by surprise, then slashed sideways from the right.
Garnak ducked down just beneath the blade's swipe. He could feel the heat coming off the energy sword as it swung over him. If the weapon had been any closer, it would've sliced across his left eye and left a permanent scar. The Gorast warrior reached behind himself and used the momentum of his backwards fall to flip back up onto his feet, one foot ramming into Weavel's orange visor, cracking it.
The pirate made sounds like a mix between coughing and mechanical whines. He faced Garnak with what would've been a glare of pure outrage. "You stupid, overgrown bug!" he shouted angrily. "I'll kill you for that!"
"Have you not already been trying to kill me?" Garnak asked with the intention to taunt him. "You seem to lack certainty about what you are going to do."
"I know for a fact that I'll kill you!" Weavel roared as he charged at him, his blade ready to cleave the Gorast warrior in half. Garnak back-flipped away from the blow, but made no attempt to strike back.
"My people have a saying," he said solemnly. "'A warrior without purpose fights without a blade.' Without a reason to fight, you cannot overcome any of the obstacles that fate has set in your path for you."
"Shut up! I didn't need a reason to kill you at first, but you gave me one!" Weavel again charged. Garnak sighed in disappointment.
His anger will destroy him, the Gorast thought as he slashed at the same time that the cyborg pirate did.
-o-
The Space Pirate warship was even bigger up close. With all the cannons all over that thing, she doubted the gunship would've been able to reach it without being blown to bits. Ayame found herself trembling for some unknown reason, and took a deep breath.
"Why aren't they firing on us?" Connor inquired.
"They probably think that we're with them," Ayame theorized. "We're in one of their boarding pods after all."
"But shouldn't they at least try to contact us? You know, to make sure we're not hostile?"
"Maybe they think that nobody's dumb enough to try and board a Space Pirate warship? Either that, or they're the dumb ones."
Connor laughed uneasily as they drew closer to the massive craft. "Yeah. I guess you have a point."
They approached an open area on the ship that they could assume was the hangar bay, and landed inside. Ayame opened the only exit out of the pod, and she and Connor headed out onto enemy territory. There didn't appear to be anyone in the hangar. In fact, they were the only ones there. The pod that they had commandeered was the only ship in sight. Ayame readied her Arm Cannon as Connor grabbed a pirate assault rifle, and the pair headed off.
-o-
A pair of militia pirates stood guard in the hall leading to the hangar bay. One of them sighed in boredom, tapping his foot impatiently. They had been standing there for five hours with nothing to do. they had hoped that they would be deployed for combat when they heard that there was going to be a raid on a mining vessel, but of course, they were still stuck where they were.
They both jumped when they heard the hangar door slowly hiss as it opened. But there wasn't anyone in there, right? They looked over at each other and nodded, readying their weapons for a possible attack. As soon as the door opened, they hesitated at what they saw: the Hunter with her Arm Cannon aimed right at them. Her armor had a different color scheme about it, but was the same general design.
"Gah!" one of them yelped in fear. "It's her!" He immediately turned and sprinted off, yelling those same two words as he fled for his life. The other pirate simply stood, frozen in place.
Ayame walked toward the pirate, her cannon still poised to fire, with Connor right behind her, also ready to shoot. "You," she said, making the pirate jump. "Tell us where you keep prisoners here, and I might just let you go."
The pirate nodded desperately and motioned nervously for them to follow. Neither of them once let their weapons turn away from the pirate.
-o-
Samus reclined on the cot in her cell, her mind wandering. She was more bored at the moment than apprehensive of the fact that she was to be executed. She was still aboard the warship, awaiting the arrival to wherever the pirates were taking her. Truth be told, the tension was slowly getting to her.
She sat up when she heard a noise a ways away from her cell. It sounded like someone was at the door.
-o-
The militia trooper stopped in front of a large door. "We are here," he said nervously as he glanced back at the weapons that were trained on him.
"Open the door," Ayame ordered him. The pirate then entered a brief code on a console next to the door.
-o-
She heard the doors hiss open at the end of the hallway. "Who's there?" she called.
-o-
The pirate stepped aside and motioned for them to enter. "You first," Connor said. The pirate nodded carefully and went ahead.
-o-
She heard a collection of footsteps heading for her cell. She got off of the cot and stood, awaiting the arrival of the newcomers. She didn't have to wait long.
-o-
Ayame stood, her eyes wide in shock. She sent a glare at the militia pirate. "You bastard!" she shouted. "You lied to us!"
The pirate simply chuckled darkly as all the other Space Pirates in the room turned and aimed their weapons at the pair of humans.
-o-
Samus's eyes narrowed at the trio of Pirate Commandos who stood before her cell. "Samus Aran," the middle one said, dark glee evident in his voice. "We have arrived."